Spying On My Sister Novels & Stories

My younger sister, Halsey, greets me. “Hey, what’s up with the big smile so early in the morning?” I ask while drying my shoes on the doormat. “You, wanna know?” She asks with surprised eyes. “Yeah. I mean, why not?” I ask, looking at her with a confused expression. She glares back at me as if not knowing what to say. “I’ll tell you later.” She answers as she walks away. I roll my eyes and scoff as I watch her make her way upstairs. I follow behind and head to the bathroom.

"Who told you about this? Do you have someone stalking me? Or were you stalking me?" "My sister told me. She came to the office today. I knew she was up to something fishy." I explained. "Your sister's taking it too far. She is now stalking me. How am I supposed to feel safe? This is becoming too much." She frowned. I kissed her hair, "You shouldn't worry yourself about my sister. She can't do anything. She will be out under control soon." ••••• Later that night, I went home. Luckily, mom and my sister Samantha are there at the living room. I want everyone to be around when I say this.

Halle replied, "Let’s do that. I’ll look forward to working with you." Oh great. I should have known Tiffany would jinx it. It was sure, my fate was sealed Eavesdropping was not my strong suit. Unfortunately for me, during my time outside the country, I had spent too long watching K-dramas and learned the art of eavesdropping. At least it gave me vital information, but it left me with a rather funny feeling inside. I thought I wasn’t privy to that, but who cared? Now I knew what my sister was planning. Now I knew why she was there, and now it all made perfect sense.

“When do we get my sister out?” “Your sister is currently unseen, Lyla," Achilles sighed. I did not want to tell you this, but I knew you wouldn't stop asking. My sister had not been seen. I nodded, it's probably my fathers doing. He doesn't want anything to go wrong so this is his weak attempt at making sure things go only his way. Achilles nodded. We have spies watching them, but I do not think they are enough. We need something bigger, he mused. Someone in their circle.

Different focal points but on the same wavelength, they both were. When she came home, she saw her brother eating chocolate. "Sister, I thought I saw you in the car today. The showiest one" Lia felt bad. Was she caught on the first day of being undercover?

My sister and I were both reborn on the day we were adopted. In our first life, she fought to be chosen by the wealthy Blackwood family, convinced she was about to become a spoiled heiress. I was adopted by a working-class couple instead. I survived on scholarships and part-time jobs, put myself through college, and eventually married the Blackwood heir—the same man who had always hated her. Three days after my wedding, my sister ran me down with her car. So when we got a second chance, she immediately chose the family that had adopted me before. She thought that if she copied my poverty, my hard work, and every hardship I had endured, Adrian Blackwood would fall for her the way he had once

He stated. Since he is here, I can use him for something. "Hey Ryan, you want to do some snooping with me?" I asked in a weird tone. His eyes lit up with interest. "The kind of snooping to see what was on that computer to make my sister freak out," I stated.

My sister, Bella, had a baby in a back-alley shithole. Then she disappeared. A midwife tracked me down using an address Bella left behind. She shoved the newborn at me like a sack of garbage. My parents fell to their knees. Crying. Begging me to take her bastard. Just like that, my future as a promising artist was gone. The neighbors, the priest, my landlord… they all called me a whore. A sinner who had disgraced God.

It was turned on and a clip was playing. I inched closer to the phone and I saw my sister right there in my bedroom. “Shit! I knew it was him who installed those cameras to spy on me!” I muttered under my breath. I was so angry but I didn’t want to make a scene or ruin the night so I grabbed the phone and found a delete icon where I deleted the tapes and disconnected his phone from the cameras hidden in my room then I stormed out of his room to go and find him wherever he was.

However my sister, Alexandra was taking to the life well but she was still a pup. They called me “the fly” because even though no one saw me, I was never far. I would hover over them and know all their secrets. I was in every room, listening and seeing. I had spies everywhere on the family payroll, or ones I blackmailed into working for me. I loved all the technology and listening devices, it was all at my fingertips. To be boss of the family, you have to know everything always, at all times. You have to know who you can trust.